Boom!
Huge roaring sounds continued in the space.
Above the sky, there were dark clouds and a howling wind. The entire sky was filled with darkness, as if it was collapsing, squeezing downwards.
On the earth, thick cracks spread wantonly across the earth.
"Oh my God, what's going on?"
"What a terrifying power."
"Is this really the Yuehan Pearl?"
Whether it was the disciples of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect or the elders of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, they were all filled with horror.
No one thought that Yue Hanzhu's seemingly weak attack could have such terrifying power.
At this time, the black stone tablet was shaking endlessly.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, nine fairy lights go hand in hand and bloom violently. Countless fairy sounds followed. Countless auspicious energy kept shuttling around.
It was like an immortal descending, causing countless strange phenomena in heaven and earth.
The numbers on the stone tablet changed crazily.
Even because the transformation speed is too fast, blurry afterimages are left behind.
"The Nine-Colored Immortal Light is actually the rumored Nine-Colored Immortal Light."
"If a fairy light has the strength of one hundred and fifty souls, then the nine-color fairy light must have at least the strength of a thousand souls."
"It's far more than that, because there are only nine rays of fairy light in the world. Therefore, after the nine rays of fairy light are stimulated from the Divine Soul Tablet, it will not change again."
"Are you saying that Yue Hanzhu's soul is far more powerful than a thousand?"
Everyone shouted crazily, as if this was the only way to vent their inner shock.
Even the great sages Su Sihai had looks of horror on their faces.
finally.
After a quarter of an hour, the stone tablet finally stopped shaking.
The nine colors of fairy light suddenly condensed into a number.
In an instant, the whole place was dead silent.
Time seemed to freeze.
Everyone looked at the terrifying numbers on the stone tablet, and the entire scene was silent.
Two thousand three!
No more, no less, two thousand three hundred!
Countless people rubbed their eyes fiercely, thinking they were dazzled.
Some people even pinch themselves hard and slap themselves in the face, trying to wake up from their dreams.
However.
The numbers on the stone tablet are so shining and clear.
Two thousand three!
The crowd began to tremble inwardly.
Ordinary half-step masters only have a soul strength of 150. But Yue Hanzhu can actually reach the terrifying two thousand three.
How can it be?
How can this be?
Even masters in the realm of Dharma are probably no more than this.
"Hahaha, I told you a long time ago. Junior Sister Yue will definitely scare these country bumpkins to death if she takes action."
"Look at the surprised expressions on their faces."
"Is this the number one immortal path in the Southern Wilderness?"
"Haha, rubbish!"
Endless ridicule sounded from the air again.
But this time, the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect was completely silent, and no one dared to refute.
"Senior Brother Meng?"
Several masters of the Conferred Gods List looked at Meng Haoran with hopeful eyes.
Meng Haoran hesitated and shook his head dejectedly.
Although he has practiced the Supreme Soul Secret Technique and has amazing talents, his soul is hundreds of times higher than that of ordinary practitioners. But the strength of his soul could reach one thousand, which was already the limit.
Compared with Yue Hanzhu, it is simply heaven and earth.
No.
With his strength, he is not worthy to be compared with Yue Hanzhu.
Seeing Meng Haoran shaking his head, the last hope in the crowd's hearts was instantly shattered.
Even Meng Haoran, who is number one on the list of gods, can't do it. Who else in the entire Great Wilderness Immortal Sect can be Yue Hanzhu's opponent?
The dignified number one immortal in the Southern Wilderness was crushed by a woman.
Or even step on it?
"Wasn't it very arrogant just now, saying that our Tiansheng Sect cannot afford to lose?"
"Why aren't you talking now?"
"Tell me, who can't afford to lose?"
In the sky, taunts continued.
The Dahuang disciples were filled with resentment, but they had no choice but to bear the humiliation of the Tiansheng Sect.
at this time.
A cold, but extremely harsh voice suddenly sounded in the space.
"Two thousand and three, isn't it amazing?"
quiet.
Deathly silence.
The entire scene was silent, with only that cold voice echoing in the space.
Amazing?
Amazing?
Everyone stared blankly at the sound.
"Feng'er."
Su Sihai's expression changed crazily, and he shouted in a low voice: "What are you doing, get out of here quickly?"
"I feel a little wronged, it's nothing."
Shen Chenfeng stood with his hands on his hands, his eyes were unruly, and his eyebrows were serious, and he said: "But as the holy son of the Great Desolate Immortal Sect, how can I let thousands of Great Desolate disciples be insulted like this?"
"good!"
"Chen Chenfeng, just based on your words, I am convinced by you."
"As long as you can defeat the Tiansheng Shenzong, I will fight for you through mountains of swords and seas of fire without even frowning."
The disciples of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect knew how powerful Shen Chenfeng was and could not help but feel a glimmer of hope.
But several disciples of the Tiansheng Shen Sect almost went crazy laughing.
"Hahaha, it made me laugh so hard."
"How dare you be so arrogant when you are on the second level of God Refining?"
"Could it be that your Great Wilderness Immortal Sect is depleted and you actually sent a second-level disciple of God Refining to die?"
The holy son of the Tiansheng Shen Sect burst into laughter.
Yue Hanzhusu waved his hand, and the disciples stopped laughing instantly.
She stood in the sky, looking at the once very familiar figure, with cold eyes and said: "Shen Chenfeng, I haven't seen you for several months, but you are still so ungrateful."
"Shen Chenfeng, the invincible at the same level, do you think you are calling for nothing?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were intimidating and his momentum was overwhelming, and he said: "Do you think that by awakening the Holy Vein, you can show off your power in front of our Great Wilderness Immortal Sect and slap our Great Wilderness Immortal Sect in the face?"
"Chen Chenfeng, shut up!"
Yue Hanzhu's face suddenly turned cold, a frightening chill flashed in his eyes, and he said: "I am not what I used to be now, why can you teach me a lesson?"
"presumptuous!"
"Are you disrespectful to the goddess of our Heavenly Saint Sect?"
"It's just a matter of life and death."
Wang Gang, the young man in red robe, and several Shenzong masters all shouted loudly.
"Are you Shen Chenfeng?"
Emperor Fuso suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes changed.
If you look carefully, you can spot it. These tiny rays of light turned out to be spiritual patterns that were constantly collapsing and reorganizing in his eyes.
Shen Chenfeng raised his chest and raised his head, glaring coldly at Emperor Fusang, with no fear on his face.
"Since you dare to claim to be invincible in front of me, Pearl."
Emperor Fusang examined Shen Chenfeng for a long time, but he couldn't figure out the reason from Shen Chenfeng. He said lightly: "Then let me see what you are capable of."
"That's right."
"You're only on the second level of God Refining, but you dare to compare with Junior Sister Yue?"
"On the southern wasteland, only Junior Sister Yue is truly invincible."
Several Shenzong disciples were full of ridicule again.
"good."
Shen Chenfeng said expressionlessly: "In that case, I will give you some time to prepare."
"what to prepare?"
Several Shenzong disciples said with blank faces.
"Of course, be mentally prepared."
Shen Chenfeng sneered and said: "If the majestic Tiansheng Sect is scared to death, wouldn't it mean that he would be ridiculed by the world?"
